I'd never had a dream like it before, and I knew it was connected with my evening with Alice.
I have begun to think of her in a different way.
Free association is still difficult, because it's hard not to control the direction of your thoughts...
just to leave your mind open and let anything flow into it...
ideas bubbling to the surface like a bubble bath... a woman bathing... a girl...
Norma taking a bath... I am watching through the keyhole...
and when she gets out of the tub to dry herself I see that her body is different from mine.
Something is missing. Running down the hallway... somebody chasing me... not a person... just a big flashing kitchen knife...
and I'm scared and crying but no voice comes out because my neck is cut and I'm bleeding...
"Mama, Charlie is peeking at me through the keyhole..." Why is she different?
What happened to her?...blood... bleeding... a dark cubbyhole...
Three blind mice... three blind mice, See how they run! See how they run!
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